THE TYRANNY OF THE ONE
Part I
Part I
We are constantly hit with a barrage of indignation from individuals who are insulted by miscellaneous and sundry signs, symbols, and etceteras having to do with everything from a flag, cross, Star of David, or a thumb to the nose. It really doesn’t matter. In our spoiled brat society, we are ruled by a tyranny of individuals who have the intellect and the socialization of the two year old little boy who had dinner with my family this evening. Our world has reached a point where the self rules. There is no room for altruistic behavior. There is not little Dutch boy holding his finger in the dike to save Holland. Today, if that same little Dutch boy did, indeed save Holland, he would end up filing a mega million dollar lawsuit for water wrinkles on that very finger. Then, he would, in tur,n be facing a mega million dollar lawsuit for insulting the religion de jour, or lack there of that ruled the day.
In France, Santa can no longer say HO HO HO for fear of insulting American “whores” who might be called “ho” in the vernacular. Frankly, I don’t care if a “ho” is insulted. I’m getting sick and tire of women who are nothing but sluts, and have the morals of Mommy Cat on a good day, flaunting their increasingly immoral behavior and dumping their little illegitimate BASTARD children off on society to raise. Heaven knows – well, heaven has nothing to do with it, they are nothing but a primordial group of sub-human single celled micro-organisms with the social skills of rutting wildebeests. Their off-spring have degenerated into a group of poorly educated, disgusting nose-pickers who don’t know the difference in how to blow one’s nose after stuffing a snort of coke up it and how to behave when they have the common cold.
All of this has a point. Tonight we were forced to endure the company of two such sub-human examples of what the human race is rapidly regressing into – before our very eyes. The young male fancied himself a writer of sorts, in love with his own poetry and the sound of words. He spent the evening posturing, telling us about his theories of writing. I never mentioned that I am a working writer with four pathetically selling tomes to my name. It just isn’t worth it. His shack-up, coked-out, slut of a girl-friend was a trip – and on one.
I don’t like to have those kind of people forced on me. She is allegedly my niece’s friend. My niece likes to take in causes to rescue. She has been trying to rescue “E” for several years now.
Her friend slinks into my sister’s house. She is sniffing. We have yet been able to ascertain if it was because of the common cold she alleged to have, or if it was because of the common coke she was shorting up in it. If she’s on the wagon (as she claims) then I’m a Democrat!
She sniffs like some nasty little child without a sleeve to wipe her dripping nose on before caught by a caring parent. And – she kept on sniffing. She walked right by a large box of puffs. I wanted to give her one, but I was trying to avoid contact with her. At dinner she coughed, open mouth, spitting God knows what disease all over my face. I came home and did a double dose of Airborn, but who knows what will happen. While we were at the very nice Indian restaurant, she kept wiping her nose on the cloth napkin!
The young woman, at least 23 years old, had the social skills of a pig. As you can tell, I don’t like people like this. I don’t associate with them. I don’t like sluts. I can tolerate a decent whore who is just out to earn a well tricked dollar, but I cannot abide a two bit, twit slut. I don’t associate with people like that. I have standards and those kind of people are not included in them.
Am I better than they are? Probably not. But, I’m sick and tired of the tyranny of the one – slut – being forced upon me. I’ve spent my whole life trying to have morals and standards. Maybe I’m insane to expect others to do the same, but I do.
When you have a cold, don’t go out socializing with people. Basic decency requires you check to see who has a compromised immune system. My 83 year old father doesn't need to be exposed to what ever she has. Neither does my mother. Neither does anyone else, btw.
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